Slag Gong, Your Father Is Here!

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    Regarding the fact that Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xuejin were together, Qi Yousui always thought it was quite miraculous.

    He never thought that he would go to high school with his parents, so when he observed the daily life of his parents at close range, he discovered that the scenes of parental love he imagined only existed in his imagination. Most of the time, It was just the two of them who were noisy, and even Zhong Xuejin, the cold mother in my memory, could not help being arrogant when facing Qi Qingyun.

    For example, today, Qi Qingyun was urging Zhong Xuejin to take medicine again, but Zhong Xuejin clamored to let Qi Qingyun kiss him before he would take the medicine. Reluctantly, she hugged Zhong Xuejin to her lap, and fed Zhong Xuejin the medicine.

    As for how it was fed, it must be something minors like Qi Yousui shouldn't watch.

    Having shared the bed with Zhong Xuejin for many years, Qi Qingyun can actually understand Zhong Xuejin's anxiety from Zhong Xuejin's abnormal performance.

    His palm fell on Zhong Xuejin's back, like stroking a kitten's cub, he ran his head along the fur, tilted his head and kissed Zhong Xuejin's earlobe, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong, I'm not

    happy "

    ..."

    Zhong Xue moved when she heard the words, and inserted herself into Qi Qingyun's arms even more forcefully, wrapped her hands around his waist like flexible snakes, and said in a low voice:

    "I'm not unhappy."

    "Pouting so hard that you can hang oil on it." Qi Qingyun stretched out her fingertips, and tapped Zhong Xuejin's lips. She wanted to say why she was still like a child when she was so grown up. After a while, he thought that the other party was not very old now, so he turned his words and said with a smile:

    "Okay, what else can you say to me."

    "... "Zhong Xuejin was silent for a moment, raised her head, stared at Qi Qingyun with her dark pupils for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and kissed Qi Qingyun's lips suddenly, like an insecure puppy, instinctively Drawing some warmth from the master's body, he mumbled,

    "I hate Jiang Zhichu so much."

    "Well, I hate it too."

    Qi Qingyun put her arms around his waist to prevent him from falling, and slid her fingertips across Zhong Xuejin's hair, leaving a black and white scene: "

    He is an outsider, don't always think about whether he is good or not." ?"

    Zhong Xuejin sat on Qi Qingyun's lap, looked down at him, and suddenly said,

    "Why did you choose me?"

    "I'm always willful towards you, and I'm not a particularly responsible person." Good mother, I will lie to you occasionally..."

    Zhong Xuejin said more and more, her voice became lower and lower, she seemed to be a little guilty, and in the end she simply kept silent, and plunged into Qi Qingyun's heart In her arms, she looked like an ostrich who was unwilling to face reality:

    "..."

    Seeing this, Qi Qingyun raised her eyebrows in surprise.

    If he heard correctly, Zhong Xuejin was reflecting on herself?

    This is a bit strange.

    Qi Qingyun also knew that he was not a qualified husband or father, but he rarely reflected on himself.